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[will_scarlett]

Will has tea and the only bandages are on his knuckles as he watches the Bar from a table, there's a plate of cookes too; peanut butter and sugar cookies in the shape of different sorts of leaves which he's eating absentmindly

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[didntseeit]

"Hey, Will." He gets a smile from Ajedrez.

[will_scarlett]

Will gives a try at a smile towards Ajedrez,

"Good e'en, Mistress, 'ow do ye fare?"

[didntseeit]

She shrugs and tilts her hand this way and that.

"So-so. Yourself?" Her dark eyes flick towards the bandages and up again.

[will_scarlett]

The bandages are fidgetted with slightly and Will looks toward his door before answering,

"Well 'nough, milady."

[didntseeit]

That gets a smile. Amused, yes, but still a smile.

"Good to hear it."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, milady, troubles will be dealt with,"

There's a grimmer sound in Will's voice as the fidgetting stops and he looks toward his door again looking older as the rage is just below the surface.

[didntseeit]

"What kind of trouble, if you don't mind my prying."

[will_scarlett]

"Sheriff killed a family who lives in Sherwood, by the time I found 'em twas too late,"

Will doesn't have anything to hit but he pulls the rosary from his purse trying to use the click of the beads to calm his temper, the grief's still there but today the rage is louder.

[didntseeit]

She used to do that, until she trained herself out of it. Now when she's angry she checks her guns, checks her knives, checks, checks, checks.

"Any reason why?"

[will_scarlett]

The rosary is new for Will, Bar gave it to him as comfort, its not quite working and his sword is in his room,

"Robin 'scaped 'im when 'e tried to use me 'angin' as a trap, then 'unters dinna catch anyone. Set it up, so we'd find 'em when twas too late,"

With a strong grip the rosary stops as Will slams his hand down on the table saying in a voice on the edge of rage and grief,

"Better if 'e'd 'ung me, twouldna be deaths of such innocents then."

[didntseeit]

She doesn't know them, she rarely gets upset over those she doesn't know.

Otherwise, well.

She'd be a wreck by now.

"What will you do?"

[will_scarlett]

Will knows everyone who lives in Sherwood and Nottingham and spends his life trying to protect them and keep them safe even though it has cost him dearly in scars and pain and nightmares that always haunt him,

"Wait for Robin an the others then Sherwood will rise an 'e will learn tis a price for e'ery death."

[didntseeit]

She takes a seat then, curling one leg underneath her and proping her chin up with her hands.

"You are going to attack him?"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, milady, na sure o'the best way yet, but we'll find it an after this, folks that 'adna been sure will aid us. 'e doesna realize what 'e's awakened,"

Will's gaze is still on the door and his green eyes are full of fire and anger and something strange and old for Sherwood is angry too.

[didntseeit]

Softly,

"Don't rush in. You'll get yourself killed."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, we won't, 'ave Robin to lead us,"

The anger is tempered with respect for Robin knows how to succeed, for he's Robin.